NYC Restaurant Week takes place twice a year. And twice a year, I am disappointed with the list. Somewhere between the bougie restaurant picks —that require a dress code and a deep wallet— and the lack of meal options on the menus (I just so happen to be allergic to every millennial food trend under...

This blog—which has become an intro to what might as well be my future best selling novel— has turned three today. Three years of words, ideas, heartbreaks, and energy all compiled onto this thing called the internet. But instead of celebrating, I'm overwhelmed. Nowadays, I'm not even sure if I am even a writer. I...

My introduction of the word "sexy" came from the early 2000's video vixens. They were different from the Victoria's Secret models I convinced my mother to let me watch once a year during their runway show. These women had skin in variations of brown I had only seen in the 96 crayola box, yet somehow...

In 2015, I sat in the middle of a Victoria Secret dressing room on the verge of tears. It was my first real Valentine's day— not any "makeshift and bullshit" Valentine's day—but a real one in a real relationship with a real man. I needed everything to be perfect. I spent the week purchasing tickets...

I'm a young woman still trying to learn the meaning of the word "budget." But once Restaurant Week in the city rolls around, all of that goes out of the window. I'm on a constant search for the best food simply because that's what I deserve, right? NYC Restaurant Week officially kicked off on January 22nd...

It's been a while since I've written and as many of you know, I'm very transparent on my blog. I've had words sitting on my chest all year that I just haven't gotten out. I didn't make the time to do so. 2017 was a very transformative year for me. I've been every person that...